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In our society, men in particular have been taught not to cry, to put a brave face on things when they get hurt and not show that they are in pain. But women can fall into this trap too, and all of us at one time or another might feel that the only way to survive is to close off our feelings and emotions so we can’t be hurt again. If our pain is particularly deep, we might even try to hide it from ourselves. This can make us frozen, rigid, because deep down we know that one small break in the ice will free the hurt to start circulating through us again. The rainbow-colored tears on this person’s face hold the key to breaking out of this ‘ice-olation’. The tears, and only the tears, have the power to melt the ice. It’s okay to cry, and there is no reason to feel ashamed of your tears. Crying helps us to let go of pain, allows us to be gentle with ourselves, and finally helps us to heal.

We are miserable because we are too much in the self. What does it mean when I say we are too much in the self? And what exactly happens when we are too much in the self? Either you can be in existence or you can be in the self–both are not possible together. To be in the self means to be apart, to be separate. To be in the self means to become an island. To be in the self means to draw a boundary line around you. To be in the self means to make a distinction between ‘this I am’ and ‘that I am not’. The definition, the boundary, between “I” and “not I” is what the self is–the self isolates. And it makes you frozen–you are no longer flowing. If you are flowing the self cannot exist. Hence people have become almost like ice-cubes. They don’t have any warmth, they don’t have any love–love is warmth and they are afraid of love. If warmth comes to them they will start melting and the boundaries will disappeared. In love the boundaries disappear; in joy also the boundaries disappear, because joy is not cold.

It was a hard learned lesson, but I was taught to show my feelings and emotions. I no longer suppress my tears of sorrow or joy. I no longer tone down my love, joy, distain, weirdness, etc. I feel them. I express them. What you see is what you get and who I am.

The boundary between “I” and “not I” has become blurred. We are one and many. I am not separate from the environment. The environment is an extended body. I am not my body or my thoughts. There is more here than thoughts and labels. I am not separate from you.

“I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together” ~ The Beatles

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Living in the Mystery


I have faith.
I believe.
I live in the mystery.
There is no knowing.
That’s a lesson
For me

Some days it’s a fragile faith.
Some days it’s a tested faith.
Hell, a lot of days it is tested.
Some days are better than others.

But I guess that is what
is all about.

OM groundlessness, groundlessness, more groundlessness, even beyond groundlesssness, fully awake(?), in Jesus name so mote it be. via Shambhala Sun
That’s a lesson
For me

Play the song.   You’ll be glad you did.

Once more I jump out of the nest.
Jump or be pushed
Once more I bid my comfort zone farewell.

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Removing Armor

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Some days life is challenging and I wish I had a hand to hold.  I wish I wasn’t facing the challenge alone.  It is then I know  I have work to do.  I have to dig deeper. Time to face fear.   It is time to remove as much armor as I can.  Time to expose my heart a bit more.  It is a time to learn more about walking in faith.

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